Protect Our Clan Leader

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"Thank you for the compliment, miss," Wang Shouzhe replied respectfully and humbly, because he was indeed very handsome, flattering comments didn't affect him much.

"Don't be so modest, even among the handsome men of the Immortal Dynasty, there are very few who can match your appearance and temperament. Besides, you exude a calm and natural aura that makes people irresistibly drawn to you," the masked woman chuckled, "If it weren't for the significant age gap between us, and the fact that you have a whole bunch of descendants, I might very well develop an admiration for you and take the initiative to pursue you."

Wang Shouzhe was sweaty; are the women of the Immortal Dynasty this direct? Ah, being handsome is indeed a significant trouble. And this trouble had been accompanying him for over a hundred years.

It was Long Wuji who leaned forward, seemingly quite interested in this mysterious and unfathomable woman from the Immortal Dynasty. He said earnestly, "I'm a tad handsomer than Shouzhe, and my aura is even wilder and more unrestrained—the style of a flamboyant rogue. Most importantly, I am still unmarried and childless... Miss, perhaps you might consider...

Before he could finish, the woman swept him with a cold gaze, "Your looks and figure are passable, but you're a bit too dark and rough, and there's a bandit-like vulgarity about you that repulses me."

"Miss, you've got it all wrong," Long Wuji slapped his chest, "This bandit air of mine is to conceal the softness and fragility within. Being tanned is due to the romantic adventures I've had across the seas. And I'm straightforward and generous in nature, not devious and insidious like Shouzhe, who would sell you out and still expect thanks."

"?" Wang Shouzhe wordlessly ridiculed, "The characters of your royal bloodline are... as unique as ever."

"Royal bloodline?" The masked woman looked at Long Wuji with a strange gaze, "Are you of Da Qian's royal bloodline?"

"Exactly," Long Wuji bragged a little, "Not only am I of royal blood, but I belong to the core lineage. If the miss is interested, we could find a tranquil place to chat about the wind and flowers, the snow and the moon."

"Hehe~" A sharp glint flashed in the woman's eyes, and she casually struck out with a palm.

That palm, seemingly soft and weak, gathered pure Mysterious Energy into a force that seemed to rip through the surrounding space, making a sound almost like glass shattering.

Even with Wang Shouzhe's strength and understanding of the Heavenly Dao Laws, he instantly felt alarmed, realizing that Long Wuji, the blabbermouth, was about to face trouble.

As expected.

Although Long Wuji's reaction was quick, inflating a dense palm force to counter.

Yet, there was only a loud "boom" as Long Wuji's stout body, like a shot from the Divine Might Cannon, was blasted away, crashing through the robust walls of the guest hall as if they were paper, creating a human-shaped hole and continuing through seven or eight walls before he was buried under the rubble dozens of meters away.

A casual palm strike and its power was so terrifying. The Wang family's main residence, in its numerous renovations, incorporated many novel materials to strengthen the building, including high-grade cement concrete structures.

It showed that this woman's cultivation base must have reached an extremely high level.

Even Wang Shouzhe, who had reached the Purple Abode Realm and achieved the Great Completion Sacred Body, felt an immense pressure.

This woman must be a Cultivator of Divine Power Territory.

This made Wang Shouzhe wonder what Lici had experienced in the Immortal Dynasty to be able to send someone of Divine Power Territory to help deliver something.

"Ptooey, ptooey!"

Crawling from the rubble, Long Wuji was thoroughly disheveled and couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Miss, that's too domineering. Even if you don't want to date, there's no need to get violent."

Wang Shouzhe glanced at him irritably, "Have you no shame? She came all the way here to deliver something to the Wang family, not to be flirted with by you."

"Yes, yes, my apologies," Long Wuji bowed sincerely, "I am Long Wuji, I apologize to you, miss. Perhaps we could start by being friends..."

"You're Long Wuji?" The masked woman paused, then scrutinized him, "You are the sole son of Prince Yong'an... Wu Yingji?"

"That's right." Long Wuji regained some composure.

"It's said you were wild from a young age, causing trouble throughout Dragon City and later even becoming a pirate?" The woman's voice carried an unusual tone.

"That wasn't piracy, it was a legitimate business, and our enterprise is about to expand to the Tianji Continent, with grand prospects," Long Wuji defended himself.

"Okay, okay, that's quite impressive indeed," the woman said, anger turning into laughter, then suddenly closed the distance and began raining slaps on his face.

Reciprocating in defense, Long Wuji was no match and got slapped several times. Angered, he said, "Have you gone mad, miss? I've already apologized; if you continue... I might actually... No offence, but... Ouch, ouch, Shouzhe, help!"

"Let's just talk it out, miss," Wang Shouzhe's eyebrows twitched; things were getting weird, he quickly tried to mediate.

"Stay out of this..." the woman scolded, "A mother disciplining her son doesn't need your interference."

Son... Son?

Both Wang Shouzhe and Long Wuji were stunned.

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